eh..

28 years is enough probably.

SmS..

nuff sed.

thats all.

it is what it is....

need I define for people the word "Confrontational"?

.. you're weak too. she going to win.

I'd like to continue, but on the chance that I'm wrong (highly unlikely), I'll just leave it at that.

I can't wish "ya'll" the best.

I do wish You the best.

I can't wish Her the best. Her best probably came a long time ago, and she let it die, just like everything else she once had in her life.

If you talk too much my head will explode

I don't want you to try and save me,
No I don't want you at all,
If we're through, then you don't blame me,
'Cause that won't do at all

Parts 2 & 3 will go hand in hand so try and follow (if you're even reading this. ha)

it's obvious what you want. i just wish you could see it. but i understand. I've been you.

You're lost. it's depressing.


Generally I would toss in a the wikipedia version of what I'm trying to say... I was thinking exploited. or manipulated. ha, maybe even hoodwinked. (that was an option)

Click on this... This is the future she has planned out for you.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_manipulation
Ironically, (or not?).. this looks a lot like that gangstalking shit. Hmm...

She's the number 1 targeted person by gangstalkers- is what she had mentioned one day.

..ours is just a little sorrowed talk

this might turn into a trilogy....

Part 1 and most importantly:

i didn't rob you. i never lied to you.

to answer your question as to what my flaw is (if you even remember asking me months ago).....

i think the answer is that I am weak.


i think we both know I was more than patient, cooperative, open-minded, understanding & forgiving.

Promises are just what you want to hear, nothing more.

So now weve come upon the hardest thing ive ever done
Its telling you that im a mess
What sort of mess i mean
Is self-destructive gasoline
The kind that strips you of your best
And while i play insteadthe way that most would end up dead
You sleep alone at home and wish that i was in our bed
With this im telling you
My color changes back to blue
How do i ask you this
Will you help me through



Stand by for another breakdown
Sound off the alarm

Esta chica es un genio. El odio de ella, ella te quiere.

Just a minor indiscretion
No need to apologise
I don't want this to become an obsession
But I just can't believe my eyes
Evidence in my posession

To you I'm like a flavor that wouldn't last

Congratulations to you I guess
What else can I say
You're right I'm amazed you show up ten years too late
You sure as hell won't stay
Nothing says rebellion

Like buying in
Buy up all you can

Oh... and of course....

Man I miss my dawgs
Me and you through thick and thin
Me and you through the very end
For only you I'll sin again


and RIP Feliks, if you're even ded. dead.

there is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
and there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
but seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you
like walls that we just can't break through until we disappear
so tell me now...

I don't hate you...
So tell me now
if this ain't love then how do we get out?
because I don't



second shot goes down with ease
mix emotion mix the potion brings me to my knees
whatever you want, whatever you need
i'll hold my breath until you tell me to breathe..
you never had it that way
it didn't belong to you
but it's here for the taking

So Take It.

well no duh..

Mallory-
1. Inexplicable. Describes a woman who is mean, bitchy, rude, and stuck up, yet beautiful, caring, funny, and loveable, all at the same time. She is an object of desire, lust, and adoration by all men (and even some women), and that of envy, jealousy, and hate by most women. She is amazing, in all aspects of the word.

2. A beautiful person who everyone likes. Full of knowledge, very smart and wise, Mallory is the best person you will know.

She gives great advice, and one look will make you want her (regardless of gender, although she is hetrosexual).

All around an awesome person.

new hair. new school.

I got a haircut and I made it darker. I layered it even though i'm totally anti-layers.

First Day Of School.

On Monday- January 11, 2010 I will officially be in school. Kinda Nervous.

Wish Me Luck!

blank...

I worked so hard at becoming a better person. I sacrificed so much because I knew He was what I wanted.

He was mine again. I was finally happy.


.... He Broke up with me.

What about us...

Sometimes I wonder if his side of the family still remembers us? They haven't tried to contact us since he left.
Have they replaced us with the new person?
Do we ever even cross their minds? Or are we just those 3 they used to know down in Texas? Do they have questions about us?

How are his girls doing? What's Molly doing since she graduated college? Is Mallory going to college? How is their mom doing? Have they all forgotten about us? Maybe it's just easier not to remember.

Goal.....

I was going to use the word "fat", but I guess that's taking it a little too far.. So "heavier" describes how I am today.

My goal is to look like this again...
Wish me luck!

Mo Jealousy & Envy comin' from my enemies.

At first I thought maybe it had rained Paint Stripper that day, but then I remembered I'm not a retarded piece of shit like the person who did this to my car.


<-- Bitch Move. One only a real Bitch could pull off.

I'll be sure to have a talk with my Buick, find out what it's been doing to people to make them resort to this. It should be interesting.

But I'm not stupid, this was to get at me. Shits weak yo! And this isn't over. Keep fuckin' with my shit like a pussy OR be a man and come fuck with me. Whatever the problem is, I can guarantee it's not because I messed with what's yours. So if you have a question/concern/complaint, you know where i stay. Knock on the door, tell me something. If i'm home, i'll be happy to answer. Let me find out. You can't be that scary if you fuckin' with peoples cars. Lame!

Let me live my life. Ya'll know ya'll ain't right. NIGGERS be so shife, I'm tryin to maintain....

real talk.

I've been meaning to blog about this, even though it's really not even worth it. But it's something that bugged me & confused me from my most recent past.

I'm not one to just talk shit cuz I can, but I was lucky enough to be introduced to a true individual. Or should I say character, or better yet, Joke.

He would often go around telling others to "get like him". Strangers, partners, cuzos, bitches, hoes, whoev. Now, I learned many anew hip lingo from this person, but this one always left me confused.

Who could possibly consider even making an attempt to "get like him"? And was he challenging others to do so? Would that even be a challenge? I can't imagine it being too difficult to achieve it. It'd be simple, just do nothing.

But everytime he would say that, which would be once every hour usually, real talk... I'd think, Why the hell would I want to try and "get like you"?? I wondered if he was serious, but he'd say "real talk" so it must have been for real. The thought of "getting like him" seemed much more miserable than just being in his presence hearing about it. I found it very offensive when he'd tell me to "get like him". If I were to take him up on that, who would drive him around...........


Ha.. months later I find this. I never finished and posted it, it woulda been good. Damnit! Here it is anyway.

Come on Now.

Please do not use my debit card number.

I believe that is stealing.

Not that you give a damn, obviously... But it's a huge pain in the ass to get a new one.

I also worked really hard at my J O B for the money in my account.

If you need something or even want something.....

Just ask me.

It will make it easier for the both of us in the long run.

* sigh *

Good Morning!

Mister rabbit says, "A moment of realization is worth a thousand prayers."

(kinda)


But, Leave It To Beaver, eh?

Addicted to Pencaps.

Persuade thyself that imperfection and inconvenience are the natural lot of mortals, and there will be no room for discontent, neither for despair.
-Ieyasu Tokugawa

Not yet, but...

What they expect?

I procrastinate.

here comes a tuffy..

Sippin' Hennessy, Say Word Son!

Hennessy in popular culture.....

Hennessy is popular among many hip-hop artists and is frequently mentioned in rap lyrics.[5]
The brand's association with luxury, and decadence on occasion, is noted in passing in the lyrics to Duncan Sheik's song "White Limousine".
In the James Bond film On Her Majesty's Secret Service, Bond, rescued by a St. Bernard in Switzerland, curtly dismisses the dog and tells him to bring Five Star Hennessy.
In the film Schindler's List, Oscar Schindler orders it to bribe officials with, saying "We are going to need lots of cognac. The best. Hennessy".


Ya so as of tonight I can finally say I "sipped" on Hennessy. Literally, a small sip. I was pretty wasted. I feel as if my "G" status has definitely moved up a notch, if not 2. Now that I'm super drunk, I'm considering bustin out some ill flow, like wha? Shits gonna be sick, SHON! Just wait.

(Just a warning... It's totally over rated. I'll drink my dogs urine before I drink that boo boo again)

I think I'll just stick to committing sick wicked crimes, and drivin' around with my rocket launcher. HellRaiser up in this Apartment. Whoop Whoop!

i think there's hurricane coming.. hmm..

Oh am I fooling you?
Do you fall for it all
Or do you just see right through?
Are you as cool as you believe?
Are you playing hard?
Are you waiting just to quietly clock my card?
Are you waiting for a moment to leave?